”Too tried for your normal pre-sleep ritual of porn and masturbation you collapse on your sofa and fall instantly into a deep sleep.Rolling sideways... in your sleep you fall to the floor with a resounding thud.“Ow! What the hell?” you shout out in shock, not yet fully awake “God damnit.”It seems like you slept through both your alarm clocks as the sun is high and fully illuminating your room. Another day late to work. Great.Running into the bathroom you get into the shower.“Jesus Christ!” you. ’ ‘How about you let me read the manuscript?’ ‘No, I don’t think so. One of the reasons that I haven’t submitted any of my books to publishers is that I don’t know if I can handle the criticism or rejection, my feelings are easily hurt.’ ‘I’ll accept that but I won’t stop trying. What about number three?’ ‘This one required a lot of research, it is based on the bombing of the Hilton Hotel in Sydney in 1978, you see I never believed that the Ananda Marga were involved other than in a very minor. I told him that if he knew a place close-by we could park and I’d go. He hopped in the car so fast! Lol. I got in the front seat and he pulled out of my complex and we turned down this dirt road where construction is right by a neighborhood near me. We got in the back seat and pushed the two front seats forward. He told me to take my shirt off and he unbuttoned his pants. His cock was huge! It was probably one of the thickest cocks I’ve ever had. It was about 7 inches but thick enough for me to. I tempered the chocolate, cleaned my room and arranged a few candles. Then I messaged her to ask about her whereabouts. She told she will reach by 7:30 and will have dinner with me. Then she will be with me only.I could just think of the memories that will be made tonight. I ordered food from a local restaurant that she liked. She came to her place by 7:40. She got fresh, changed into her loose t-shirt and pajamas, hair in high pony neat and tidy and came at my place by 8.The moment she entered.